Chapter 705: The Mission That Can't Be Pushed Back (2)

Carlisle was tempted to say, why was he the chosen one? In fact, from the beginning to the present, he feels that he is an outsider, he works hard to become stronger, but this does not seem to be a way to change his fate, but he doesn't care, it's just his belief in living!

But now, someone actually appeared and said such things to himself, he naturally couldn't accept it, in his opinion, these so-called fates, and he has no direct relationship with him at all, but now it is imposed on himself, this is simply what every way accepts!'Young man, I won't say that I never force others, but in my opinion, it seems that things are no longer between us, but about the whole world, so neither you nor I have the right to say no. The old man's eyes shone with wisdom, as if he could see through everything.

'Why not?!' Am I no longer able to make my own decisions?! Carlisle looked the old man in the eye, he was unwilling to accept such a fate, which seemed to him extremely unfair!

None of us can decide, as long as we come here, we are no longer ourselves. The old man looked at Carlisle apologetically, he still liked the young man very much, but liking and obeying were not the same thing.

Carlisle stood in the main hall, the empty hall, which made people feel an indescribable coldness, he wanted to give himself some warmth, but it seemed to be a very difficult thing for him to do now, even if he hugged himself.

'So what am I going to do?' Carlisle was stunned for a moment, then finally raised his head and asked the old man sitting on the stone chair.

'Son, just as I thought. You finally figured it out. The old man had a smile of relief on his face, as if Carlaire had done something very remarkable.

'Am I not left without a choice?' I've been imprisoned here for a long time, and I'd love to see the outside world. Carlisle said with some self-deprecation that in this world, he has long lost the right to choose, since he has not even had the right to choose. Then you can only try to obey.

'Son, trust me. From the beginning to the present, I wanted you to be good, and I never wanted to force you to do anything. What I have asked you to do is definitely good for you. The old man had a sincere smile on his face, and if it weren't for the place and the situation he was in, anyone would think that he was just an ordinary old man.

'So, now can you tell me who you really are?' Carlisle looked at the old man, and he didn't know if he should trust him. But he thought, if he doesn't even want to tell him his true identity, then what is there to talk about mutual trust?

It's going to be a long story. The old man's gaze looked into the distance, as if he was remembering something, and as if he was sighing for something.

Then you can keep it short. Carlisle said impatiently.

The old man didn't care, just looked at Carlisle as if he were looking at an ignorant child.

I think it's been a long time since I saved my zài, and you can probably know it when you look at my decaying body, right? When I was a child. The whole world is just a whole. All races live in this world, and we are all equal to each other. No one would destroy the peace of the whole world for the sake of those small interests. The old man looked into the distance, as if he was recalling something very far away, "but not everything will only look for an imprint exhibition, when the gods of antiquity have fallen." The whole world is starting to breed some panic atmosphere. ‘

Listening to the old man's narration, it was as if Carlisle had seen a completely different world, and he was sure that he had never seen it in any of the things he had experienced. In this relatively cruel environment, he could not imagine a relatively homogeneous world.

This was impossible to happen in his world, and Carlisle looked at the old man suspiciously, he might never understand what kind of world it was. But what does this have to do with your so-called mission?

'I know what you're thinking, think I'm just an old liar, huh? The old man laughed at Carlisle's doubts, "I also hope that this qiē is true, then I don't need to go through such a thing." Although the old man still looked light, Carlisle was not a fool, and he could still feel that the old man was a little tired of himself.

But I should always have the right to know what I'm going to be up against, right? Carlisle tried to do something right for himself, but the old man waved him away.

It's not that I don't want to tell you anything, but it's not the time for you to know these things, so be patient, child, the time is coming, and our destiny has begun. The old man's voice still echoed in Carlisle's ears. But his people had been thrown out of the main hall, and he looked at the guards who were approaching him with some blankness, not understanding what the meaning of his conversation was.

Then he was taken to a place he had never seen before, he didn't even know that the place he had brought for nearly fifty years would have such a place, and all along, he thought that there was nothing to hide from his exploration of this place.

It was a huge confined space, and he could see through the closed doors and windows, but it was ironic that the gods outside would not show themselves imprisoned.

All he could do every day was to stare blankly at the gods coming and going, it was obviously in a busy city, but he had become the loneliest of these gods.

He even felt infinitely hopeless that he no longer had the ability to fight, and even thought that no matter what those people wanted to do for themselves, as long as they could let themselves out, then he would agree to anything.

It's just that no matter what he thinks, he can't change the fact that he is imprisoned, and he doesn't know how much time has passed, and he finally sees someone come to see him, but he doesn't understand why he was changed into strange clothes.

The man took off all the clothes on Carlisle's body, and then changed him into a strange black robe, as if he remembered the clothes worn by some priests, the style of the clothes was very strange, but it was also strange as the material of the clothes, and he even felt that his body seemed to be cut off from the outside world, and he could not feel any breath of the gods.

Although he was still curious, he did not dare to ask the slightest doubt, for fear that he would be sent back to that isolated place again.

'Kid, I think you've figured it out, right?' It was still the same palace, and it was still the same old man, but Carlisle felt as if he had gone through countless years, and he looked at the old man on the stone chair a little blankly, and then nodded a little blankly.

That's right, every qiē we have experienced is a gift from heaven and earth, and we should not refuse. The old man looked at Carlisle with some relief, he still liked Carlisle very much, so he didn't want him to get into the horns. Although he is not afraid that no one will accept the task, he still hopes that the person who accepts his mission is Carlisle.

Do I know what my mission is now?' Carlisle looked up at the old man as if he were about to eat a man, he had never felt it so strongly, he had always thought that he was a relatively peaceful person.

Like I said before, the world wasn't like this, but one day it became what it is, and we were always trying to change things, but it just seemed to fail. As he spoke, the old man looked at Carlisle's expression, and when he saw that he was looking at him intently, he spoke again, "Over the years, I have been looking for children with the blood of ancient gods, and then cultivating them, but doing some things, and you should be the most qualified one I have ever seen. ‘

When the old man talked about qualifications, Carlisle laughed a little self-deprecatingly, he knew best what kind of qualifications he had, and those gods who entered the divine realm at the same time as him had become very powerful beings, but he was still struggling at the bottom, he really couldn't think of what qualifications he had in this way.

I know what you're thinking, but what you should be clear about is that your current strength is not because of your qualifications, but because the exercises you are cultivating now are not suitable for you at all, so the achievements you have achieved are not at all comparable to those of your so-called colleagues. The old man seemed to know what Carlisle was thinking, so he reminded Carlisle in a loud voice when he wanted to drill the horns again.

'Do you really think you're just an ordinary deity?' The old man asked, staring into Carlisle's eyes.

Carlisle kept his head down, no one could see his eyes, but his clenched hands still revealed his mood.

'There is the breath of the ancient gods in the blood flowing in your body, so you are not suitable for cultivating these wonderful exercises at all, what you need is the exercises cultivated by the ancient gods. The old man's words were like thunder, and then Carlyle's ears exploded, and he felt as if he had been struck in the whole body. Ancient gods? He is a descendant of the ancient gods, so he can't practice the exercises that the current gods cultivate, and it sounds like a joke, which is simply a fantasy. (To be continued......)

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